It takes a lot of courage to release the familiar and seemingly secure, to embrace the new.
But there is no real security in what is no longer meaningful.
There is more security in the adventurous and exciting, for in movement there is life, and in change there is power.
Alan Cohen
"Outside of a dog, a book is a man's best friend.
Inside of a dog, it's too dark to read."
Groucho Marx
The doors we open and close each day decide the lives we live.

Saturday, April 28, 2012

And she called me an Adventurer !

Upon hearing about our travels and how we decided to move to Argentina and how we have  managed to live here as long as we have and still love it here, she called me an Adventurer !
Well, she called us Adventurers !

At first I laughed at the thought, then I was glad that someone regards it in the same way as we do.
Upon the first idea , the first discussion, we knew how it would be ... "what if we just pack up everything and move to Buenos Aires?" ... This could be a Grand Adventure !
So we like to think we are on an Adventure, we have seen it all as an Adventure but then ...

I live in a beautiful apartment, that used to be a private home.
I live in a very nice part of town with huge parks stretching for miles just steps away from my door.
There are several museums close to my home, a few Embassies and quite a few fabulous buildings and monuments.
There are restaurants on every block.
 If you buy a bag of oranges, they will deliver it to your door.
If you want a cup of coffee, they will deliver it to your door. . with a little glass of water and a cookie on the side.

There are 10 million gazillion taxis here in town and one of them will screech to a halt in front of you if you just raise your arm half way out .. as if you are pointing to the spot where you want that black and yellow car to stop.
They will say hello, how are you and wait for you to answer them and then tell them where to take you.
They will not accept a tip.. well, sometimes one will but it is rare.

If you go to a restaurant once, they will remember you when you go there a second time.
They will treat you like an old favourite customer.
The waiters will not write down your order, they will get everything right the first time.
Sometimes, they will remember what you had last time.
Sometimes they will kiss you hello and goodbye .

The shop people will recognise you if you come back more than once or twice, they will treat you like an old valued customer even if you just look around.
They rarely come to you and say Can I help you ... they allow you to look at your leisure then you can approach them for help.

If you bought something at the hardware store and need another and when you get there you suddenly forget what the Thing is called, you tell the man at the counter and he will remember what you bought last time and tell you what it is .. and find it for you.
This does not happen every time but if it happens just once, you will appreciate it.

Our days used to be determined by weather, previous engagements and where does Pup want to go today?
Some days if it was too hot or too cold, Pup was fine hanging out in the park, saying hello to his horses and generally making friends with one and all.
Yes, the Police horse loved Pup.
No, that person was not lying when they said they saw a horse kiss a dog one day in the park.
Pup had that effect on everything and everyone.

Often, if there was just no energy and nowhere we had to be, the park, then a cafe would be the days activities.
Pup was welcomed at all cafes and invariably had his own bowl for water and would  get the best table in the shade.
Waiters were known to slip him something when his Mama wasn't looking .
No, that person did not lie when they said they saw a waiter kissing a dog at the cafe one day.

The weather turned cold and windy the past couple of days.
This is a three day weekend ..  again. I think there have been 4 or 5 so far .
There was terrible traffic last night, lots of fussing and fighting over who got to run the red light and who had to stay behind.
All accompanied by a chorus of horns .. which reminds me, the huge building that is home to the Law School here, has classical concerts on weekends at night, in winter.
It is about that time.
I want to go sit in that huge room with the old very comfortable velvet seats and listen to a fantastic orchestra play Mendelssohn's Violin concerto and I will try not to cry.
( the beauty of it brings me to tears every time )

We are at the point now where a New Adventure is calling and we have begun that transition.
But for now, here we are , striking out each day, still discovering new things and finding new places.
It is all a lovely Adventure..

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